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PRINCIPAL PEPPERS: (ON PA SYSTEM) Attention, students!

This Friday, we'll be throwing a party

for everyone's favorite lunch lady, Doris,

who will be retiring after 40 years.

Aw, man.

I hope they're not retiring her meatballs.

What does "retiring" mean?

And why are people so emotional?

It's making me uncomfortable.

Retiring is when adults quit their jobs, go on cruises,

and try to figure out how to post pictures online.

Doris is dope.

She let me mash the potatoes one time.

Surprisingly zen.

PRINCIPAL PEPPERS: For Doris' party,

we'll have performances by the Poetry Club, the cheer squad,

and a special request from Doris herself,

SW Middle's own Frayla.

Hold up. Frayla is performing?

BOTH: That's my band!

Whoo-hoo! Frayla!

What kind of name is "Frayla"?

It's a combo of Frankie and Layla.

(SARCASTICALLY) Wow, how original.

Hey, we were 12.

-(BOTH LAUGH) -I can't wait to hear Frayla play.

And I can't wait to bring back my FraySway!

Trademarked, of course.

Sorry, but you're gonna have to delay your sway.

-We're not playing. -Yeah, we broke up.

Aw, man.

Can you teach me anyway?

(CHUCKLES) You're on. It's all in the knees. Come on, I'll show you.

(CHUCKLES)

I think we've learned we're better friends when we're not in a band.

Remember all the arguments we used to have?

I don't want to argue, but they were creative differences.

See? (CHUCKLES)

I'm with you. You're right. This is a bad idea.

So we're totally not doing it.

PRINCIPAL PEPPERS: You totally are.

It's for Doris.

Is the front office spying on us?

PRINCIPAL PEPPERS: (SCOFFS) No. Ring the bell, Barbara!

They're onto us.

(SCHOOL BELL RINGING)

(OPENING THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

Okay, if we're gonna get out of playing at Doris' retirement party,

we gotta be super direct with her, then walk away.

Fine by me, but we should let her down easy.

She's still in charge of our food till Friday.

Frankie! Layla!

How are my two favorite cream puffs?

(SOFTLY) Do it. Tell her.

(SOFTLY) No, you do it.

I made a special Portuguese dessert in honor

of me moving to Lisbon after I retire.

BOTH: Hmm.

In five days, I'm gonna be living my best life.

So long, orthopedic shoes.

Hello, orthopedic flip-flops.

We love that for you.

Yeah, do you, girl. But, um...

about us playing on Friday...

Oh, I can't wait!

Seeing you together always warms my heart.

Aw, I'm gonna miss you two the most when I leave.

Shh, don't tell the others.

(SIGHS) Did you see that smile?

She's really looking forward to this.

And the way her eyes twinkled!

We can't tell her no.

I guess we're doing this then?

Okay. Just this once.

And no creative differences.

For Doris. One and done.

One and done.

Wyatt, hey, honey bun!

I'm gonna miss you the most when I leave.

Shh, don't tell the others.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

This Schmeat-on-a-stick is impossible.

I can't even open it with my non-baby teeth.

Toughen up, Carson. We're on a mission.

Do you guys ever do, like, normal stuff?

This is official S.W.E.A.T.I. business.

We're on the hunt for the Golden Schmeat Ticket.

Whoever finds it gets a VIP tour of the Snickering's Finest factory.

And a free hat!

But we're focused more on the tour part.

(CHUCKLING) Yeah, We'll finally be able to uncover

the mysteries happening behind those closed doors.

You realize they have hundreds of products that they sell all over town.

Might as well give up now.

One step ahead of you.

Do you know what this tells us?

You have too much time on your hands?

You're not seeing the big picture!

Get your head in the game!

We have intel on every place that sells Snickering Schmeat products

and we're hitting them all.

I love it when he gets passionate.

We raided the mini-mart. Which turned out to be a big fat bust.

The biggest bust.

But their slushies have my heart.

Now we're gonna hit up the Laundromat.

I'm gonna bring some quarters so I can warm up my pants.

Uh, no, you're not. I'm supposed to be babysitting you.

Do I look like someone who needs a babysitter?

Yesterday, you glued Carson to the door.

YOLO!

Life is going to be sweet when I find that ticket.

Wanna see a sneak peek of our victory dance?

Nope.

Too late! These hips are in motion!

Definitely gonna charge extra for this.

Test, test. One, two. Test, test. One, two. (CLEARS THROAT)

I love their sound. What's the name of this song?

They're just setting up and testing their levels.

Long name, but I kinda like it.

(LAUGHS) You always crack me up, bro.

So glad I don't have to be the only one fanboy screaming.

Fanboy screaming?

You know. Ahhh!

(SCREAMS)

(LAUGHING) Bro, you're a natural.

Can you give us a little bit of space to rehearse?

We gotta earn those fanboy screams. (CHUCKLES)

Sure thing. Let's go have our own rehearsal.

On the other side of the school, please.

(SIGHS)

So, what should we play for Doris?

I have no clue.

I think I have an old video of us.

Wanna check it out for a little inspiration?

Sure.

-Summer energy is on 10 -Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

It's a vibe Summer's so alive

No tests, no quizzes Sleeping in till nine

-Summer energy is on 10 -Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Gonna chill with friends Don't want it to end

Poolside looking fly Living our best lives

-Summer energy is on 10 -Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Summer energy is on 10

Summer energy is on 10

Summer energy Summer energy

Summer energy is on 10

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

That was a wild show.

Yeah, Mr. Bear-Bear would not stop shouting for an encore.

(CHUCKLES)

Wait, I have an idea. Why don't you sing lead?

Really? But you always sing lead.

Which is why we should mix things up.

I'll sing the "ooh-oohs."

Ooh. Fun!

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

(ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)

-Summer energy is on 10 -Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

It's a vibe Summer's so alive

No tests, no quizzes Sleeping in till nine

-Summer energy is on 10 -Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Summer energy is on 10

Summer energy is on 10

Summer energy is on 10

Summer energy is on 10

That was great! Uh, let's do it again.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Oh, hey, Layla! I was just thinking about

how amazing you sounded yesterday and...

You lost your voice?

What? Oh, no!

What about Doris' retirement party?

You can't perform?

When do you think you'll get your voice back?

Four to five days?

Can I get you some hot tea?

(FRANKIE READING)

Wow, you came really prepared with these cards.

Is there any chance your voice will be back for the party?

"It would take a pretty big miracle."

(SIGHS)

Pretty big miracle?

(GASPS) I might be able to arrange that.

I was really looking forward to jamming with Layla again, so I need your help.

I'm in! But I don't know how to sing or play an instrument.

Will that be a problem?

No, I need you to heal Layla's voice.

If it means getting Frayla back together, my hands are at your service.

Great.

I heard the bad news. (SIGHS)

Well, I read it on Layla's flashcards.

Bummer. I already made this cool fan art.

It's you riding a panther and Layla riding an eagle.

It came to me in a dream.

Ooh, can you draw me on a porcupine in a forest holding a lightning bolt?

(CHUCKLING) Totally, bro! I'll get started.

Oh, there she is. Follow my lead.

Hey, Layla. I have a solution to your throat troubles.

Pretty is a five-star neck masseuse in his home country.

How about a quick larynx massage?

Promise to be gentle.

I'll have that larynx purring like a kitty in no time.

I'll stick with honey lemon tea.

Not the best plan.

Yeah, I was embarrassed for both of us.

(SIGHS) Now, how can we get your hands around her neck?

Huh, words I thought I'd never say.

(GRUNTS)

Isn't your lunch hour over? What are you still doing here?

Doris gave us a hot tip on a new shipment of Schmeat that came in.

(SIGHS) You two should cut your losses.

This contest is clearly just a way to drive up sales.

(SCOFFS) Spoken like someone who only loses. But not Remy Ripp.

You should go talk to the guy

whose family name is on all the Schmeat products.

That's great advice!

Why didn't you tell me that before I blew all my money on these pies?

Erlic, my man!

As a Snickering, you must know what product the Golden Schmeat Ticket is in.

You know that contest is just a way to drive up sales.

That sounds familiar.

Nice cover. Give me a hint.

Look, I might have the Snickering name,

but I'm not that involved in my great-grandfather's business.

Oh, you're playing it close to the vest? Crafty.

Seriously, I know nothing.

You may want to rethink that answer.

I have a black belt.

In what? Karate? Tae kwon do?

No, I just have a black belt.

Wait, Erlic, I'll name a product

and if I'm on the right track, blink twice.

Schmeat-zza? Schmeat-loaf?

Schmeat-stroganoff? Schmeat-balls?

Schmeat-sicle?

Wait, what am I doing? I don't care about this.

-Okay, remember the plan? -I got this.

Oh, here she comes. Go, go, go.

Layla, hey, girl! Uh, can I get your help with a P.E. assignment?

Actually, I'm...

Thanks! It's a breathing exercise.

Just close your eyes and take a few deep breaths.

Like this. (BREATHES) Hmm?

(EXHALES)

Yo, bro, what are you doing?

Surprise!

Uh, that exercise was called Surprise Therapy. (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

Surprise-apy!

Hey, Layla! Wanna hear the new Dua Lipa song?

It's fire!

No, thanks. I'm more of a Linda Lindas kind of girl.

(SIGHS)

All right, everybody, take your seats.

Because I'm not getting any younger.

And I'm bitter.

Okay, nothing's worked so far, so we need a new plan.

(GASPS) I know!

I'll say the necklace she's wearing is mine

and I need you to get it back for me.

-Is it your necklace? -No.

You really shouldn't steal, Frankie.

You're focusing on the wrong thing.

If you like it that much, just save your allowance and buy one yourself.

I don't want the dumb necklace! It's cute but I don't want it!

Stop! I couldn't take it anymore.

Thanks. Just go heal her voice, please.

Oh, why didn't you just say that in the first place?

Ah!

My freeze is fading.

How much longer do I...

Oh! Hi.

Pretty, what are you doing out of your seat?

If I've gotta sit here, so do you.

I, um, really had to tell Layla something.

What is it?

Hey, I got my voice back!

Yeah, that was it!

You were right, that necklace is cute.

Where's Layla?

I texted her to meet me after school for practice and she's a half-hour late.

Maybe she doesn't wanna lose her voice again.

Or maybe she has a big cup of tea she's still drinking.

I thought now that she got her voice back, she'd be here.

I had to pop my head in.

I'm so excited to see Frayla play tomorrow!

Rock on, my little tater tots!

(CHUCKLES AND SIGHS)

What am I gonna do? I don't know how to play keys.

And she's expecting us to perform.

She wants to see her tater tots. Not a solo tot.

Does this mean Frayla is done?

It looks like it.

-(BOTH SIGH) -Excuse me,

I need to go cry into the softest thing I can find.

I've got a throw blanket,

but we can easily make it a bro blanket.

(PIANO KEY PLAYS)

Pretty sure that's not how you play that.

Where's the "La" to your "Fray"?

I wish I knew. She didn't show up.

Any chance you play the keyboard?

I took half a piano lesson in kindergarten, so...

You got the gig! (CHUCKLES)

The song's not that complicated.

Here I'll show you. (CHUCKLES)

(SINGING OFF-KEY) Summer energy is on 10

Summer energy Summer energy

Summer energy is on 10

Hmm, okay. We sound...

Like a car alarm going off?

I was gonna say decent, but yeah.

Let's take it from the top. (CHUCKLES)

Summer energy is on 10

Summer energy Summer energy

-Summer energy -Sorry I'm late for practice.

You replaced me?

No! Well, yes, but I thought you weren't coming.

I'm always late. Don't you remember?

Not really. I thought you quit.

(SIGHS) I knew it was a mistake to get Frayla back together.

And by the way, I always liked the name "Laynkie" better!

(SIGHS) This again. Come on. Laynkie over Frayla?

You can't be serious.

Well, no, but for the purpose of this argument, I'm Team Laynkie!

Well, for the purpose of this creative difference, I'm Team Frayla!

I don't care what you call yourselves. I'm Team No Drama.

I'm out.

(SIGHING) Nyx, wait.

(DOORKNOB RATTLING)

Oh, no. The door's locked!

(GASPS) Help!

-Get us out! -We're stuck!

(SIGHS)

This day can't get any worse.

(GROANS) Never mind. It just got worse.

I have to pee.

Ugh! Dio's not answering,

my battery just dropped to three percent,

and now I have to dim the brightness!

If my phone dies, a piece of me does too.

Layla, it's been 10 minutes.

Someone's gonna let us out.

Fine. (SIGHS)

Why did we ever believe a Frayla reunion was even possible?

And why did we ever believe pickles and peanut butter was a good combination?

Wait. What are you talking about?

Pickles and peanut butter?

The day Doris introduced us in first grade?

Come on, you don't remember?

She saw two shy girls with no one to talk to, and said...

Making new friends can be tough,

but think of it like ingredients.

Together, you two could make something special.

-Hi, I'm Frankie. -I'm Layla!

(CHUCKLES) See, you two are perfect together,

just like pickles and peanut butter.

BOTH: Ew!

(BOTH GIGGLE)

BOTH: Like pickles and peanut butter!

I never understood that pairing.

Well, Doris does like broccoli in her ice cream.

And soy sauce on pancakes.

Bananas in spaghetti.

(BOTH GAG AND LAUGH)

She's right, though. You and I were good together.

We are good together.

You know what? Let's do this. For Doris.

Absolutely! (CHUCKLES)

-Nyx! -Finally!

-(GASPS) -Hmm.

Made up three minutes faster than I expected. Nice.

Hold up, you locked us in here on purpose?

Guilty, but if you're planning to rat me out to my mom,

I will deny it.

(SIGHS) Sneaky.

-But thanks. -(CHUCKLES)

Hey, we were just about to work on a new song.

You in?

(SCOFFS) Fine, but only because it's for my girl, Doris.

Okay, who sings lead?

I have an idea. Why don't we try something a little different?

Okay, Remy, I can take it from here.

Oh, I require payment first.

Remember, always tip your textbook carrier.

50 cents? Is that all my services are worth to you?

Um, (GRUNTS) yes.

You spilled jelly on my math book.

That jelly was there and you know it.

Anyone else need a book delivery?

Name your price! I accept small bills, big bills or Schmeat treats.

(BREATHING HEAVILY) I'm desperate!

(SIGHS) How's the piggyback rideshare service going?

I dropped a kid and then I fell too.

At this rate, we're never gonna make enough money to find that golden ticket.

Remy, it's time to throw in the towel.

I can't. We're so close.

Do you need a piggyback ride to class?

No way!

Look at what this contest has done to you.

You're right. I'm exhausted and Carson looks broken.

(GRUNTS) It's like we're 30!

(SIGHS)

A dollar! I found a dollar!

Remy Ripp is still in the game, baby!

Walk away, Remy. Walk. Away.

Shh. Let him do his thing.

I'm about to get me a golden ticket.

Come to Papa!

No! That's my Schmeat treat!

My golden ticket!

(SOBS) Oh, my factory tour.

It wasn't meant to be. Face it, it's over.

It's not over until I say it is.

(GRUNTS)

Guys, can I get a little help here?

Look, Remy got his arm stuck in the vending machine.

Would this be a bad time to tell him

someone just found the golden ticket

in the Schmeat-quiche at the gas station?

Eh, let him keep whatever dignity he has left.

He's in for a treat.

That butter is good.

My mom uses it on her feet.

This is gonna haunt him in his dreams.

Worse. It's gonna haunt him on the Internet.

Thank you, Calvin, for that poem about the janitor.

You do know she's not the one retiring, right?

Now to conclude today's tribute to our beloved Doris,

the one who is retiring,

here is the band formerly known as Frayla... Fraylyx!

(ALL CHEERING)

Let's do this.

She puts mustard on her pizza

Serves you soup with chili fries

An odd combination becomes a tasty surprise

Hey

Olives in yogurt Beans in apple pies

The possibilities are endless

But only one thing On my mind, hey

Pickles and peanut butter Yeah, yeah

Pickles and peanut butter Hey, hey

Pickles and peanut butter Whoa, whoa

Pickles and peanut butter Pickles and peanut butter

-Hey! -(ALL CHEERING)

Fanboy scream!

(BOTH SCREAM)

There goes my good ear.

(CHUCKLES) Wasn't my daughter great?

Uh, you are my boss, so yes.

-I love kid musicians. (CHUCKLES) -Oh!

You girls were perfect, just like anchovies on apple pie.

ALL: Ew!

-We're gonna miss you, Doris. -Aw.

-Group hug. (CHUCKLES) -DORIS: Oh.

Aw.

(CHUCKLES)

(SQUEALING) I'm so proud of you, honey.

Mom, school hours. Six-foot rule.

Okay, but you are getting a hug when we get home.

Fine.

(CLEARS THROAT)

On behalf of the Snickering Willows Middle School,

we would like to present Doris with this token of our appreciation.

A pickles and peanut butter sandwich has been added to the menu, named after you.

Oh!

I am so thankful for the last 40 years serving this school.

Oh, leaving is gonna be hard. There's so many things I wanna say.

-(WATCH DINGS) -Oh.

But my ride's here. Okay.

Love you all the most. Shh. Don't tell the others.

Bye!

-That was fun. -It really was.

Yeah, but I'm never doing that again.

-BOTH: Same! -(ALL LAUGH)

Hey, how's your arm?

It's a little sore but it's buttery soft.

He smells like my mom's feet.

Remy, I have something for you.

My golden ticket!

Does this mean I get a full VIP tour

and can snoop through all the file rooms?

I don't know about the snooping part,

but I'm willing to give you a tour myself.

With his best friend?

Black belt can come too.

(BOTH CHEERING)

Thanks, Erlic.

I'm not the one you need to thank.

She is.

Scary, there's only one way to say thanks.

Victory dance!

What am I doing? I don't care about this.

(CLOSING THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

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